Originally posted by PlannerGirl on a side note what about this new craze of the tops of your thong etc showing out of the top of your pants? i tried that this weekend and folks *guys* really dug the thong top showing but it felt cheesy as hell. i felt like my mother was gonna come from the grave and tell me to pull my pants up or buy bigger ones!

Such a great look for attractive women. This girl I go and drink with sports that look...you can't not look. I have had the misfortune of seeing a larger girl give it a go. I nearly was forced to blind myself. I felt like Oedipus...minus the mother love thing...

Originally posted by PlannerGirl
on a side note what about this new craze of the tops of your thong etc showing out of the top of your pants? i tried that this weekend and folks *guys* really dug the thong top showing but it felt cheesy as hell. i felt like my mother was gonna come from the grave and tell me to pull my pants up or buy bigger ones!

ewwww

I'm kind of old fashioned. I haven't jumped on that bandwagon yet as I'm still wearing the decolletage.

You have RUINED a perfectly good conversation involving PlannerGirl and thongs. Your next post HAD BETTER make up destroying the wandering thoughts of planner around the globe...to think nothing about the kitty overpopulation...

Not to mention, ladies, don't you think you should find something other than a thong to weear when you're "Riding the White Pony"?

Such a great look for attractive women. This girl I go and drink with sports that look...you can't not look. I have had the misfortune of seeing a larger girl give it a go. I nearly was forced to blind myself. I felt like Oedipus...minus the mother love thing...

I appreciate your restraint. Besides, my big "going out" years were smack in the middle of the fashion "flannel period" and sexy dressing was leaving your carhart jacket at home and braving the elements in a tiny tee shirt under your flannel.

Originally posted by KMateja
my big "going out" years were smack in the middle of the fashion "flannel period" and sexy dressing was leaving your carhart jacket at home and braving the elements in a tiny tee shirt under your flannel.

Sure was cheaper when all you needed was a pair of Dickie's carpenter jeans, a Fresh Jive T-Shirt, Puma suedes, and a knit cap.

Now I can't go out without anything but Versace or DKNY, thank God for Marshalls.

Sure was cheaper when all you needed was a pair of Dickie's carpenter jeans, a Fresh Jive T-Shirt, Puma suedes, and a knit cap.

Now I can't go out without anything but Versace or DKNY, thank God for Marshalls.

OK, this is a little off topic, but here's my rant, and this definitely ties into the thong out of the jeans: WTF is going on? When I was in college, you threw some clothes on and went out to the bars to play pool, shoot darts, get drunk and dance to 80's music with your sorority sisters, and maybe hook up with the hottie from poly sci class by the end of the evening. My little sister is a senior in undergrad this year, she and her roommates have an entire separate wardrobe for "going out" clothes - hoochie half shirts, platform Steve Madden shoes, hot pants for summer, hip huggers in the winter, etc etc etc. Its all about "face time". Face Time!?! ugh. i hate britney spears and pop music and that it seems kids are just so much more shallow and superficial than they used to be. Oh christ. i'm old.

Remember this motto to live by: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO- HOO what a ride!'"

I remember being astounded when I went from SUNY to Clemson, where, at the bars, the girls were all wearing cocktail dresses and ribbons in their hair. i think my deeper issue is that i just really hate prissy girls.

Remember this motto to live by: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO- HOO what a ride!'"

Hear ya- I went to roll down the windows in my car (it was a beautiful 75 outside) and this chick flipped. HELLO?! It's just hair, I have a brush..besides you have a clip! Or the infamous- I don't want to go, it's cold (maybe 50 outside). What is my answer? Bundle up Bi%*h, we're going, and you'll enjoy it.

Remember this motto to live by: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO- HOO what a ride!'"

I can't really compare my college wardrobe with clothes I wear now. Back then a pair of khakis and a button donw Polo shirt was my "nice" clothes. I actually have money now to buy some better lookin' duds.

I remember being astounded when I went from SUNY to Clemson, where, at the bars, the girls were all wearing cocktail dresses and ribbons in their hair. i think my deeper issue is that i just really hate prissy girls.

Kelly, you and I clearly didn't hang out in the same bars at Clemson (Nick's for us, even on Thursdays - "alternative lifestyle" night!)...I knew there were girls who dressed like that around, but I thankfully never saw them! Any woman can plaster, paint, and gussett herself into some semblance of attractive - I wanted a girl who was ready and dressed to go hiking or canoeing at a moments notice, and looked GOOD in jeans and Timberlands - and I got her in my wife.

Kelly, you and I clearly didn't hang out in the same bars at Clemson (Nick's for us, even on Thursdays - "alternative lifestyle" night!)...

Feo- ahhh.... Nick's! That's where we spent a lot of time also, but unfortunately, the occasional foray into Tiger Town or TD's, or Keith Street would afford lots of opportunities to check out the Barbies first hand.

Umm, was it here that someone said something about silk boxers, or am I confusing this with the guardian unlimited talk boards? Anyway, silk boxers on a (fit) guy are very nice, but the best thing is 'borrowing' them. According to my guy friends, wearing silk boxers to a gym, or being seen wearing them while in a changing room tends to mark you out as a "backs to the wall, boys" (i.e. raving homesexual). Hem. I'll go look embarrassed somewhere else, now.

I am confused...

I met a girl the other night...we'll skip the details, but she wasn't wearing ANY underwear. Now, as I had been drinking I found this terribly sexy. I will point out that she was wearing jeans. But as I think about it, maybe I should have been appalled. But she did fall in the category of Guilty Pleasure.

What is the mindset of you women when you decide not to wear underwear? Are there alterior motives...should we men be concerned?